Poetry, Lyrics, & Doggerel, From A Six-Tatami Room, South of Tokyo, Japan
Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Sunday, April 25, 2010
(Hunter)-Gatherers
The women stalk slowly,
An an ancient pace.
They hunt in groups of
Two, three, and four....
Sharp-eyed....
Stopping to gaze and gather,
Instinctively....
At the Walmart.
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